Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Portugal and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Arthur Verocai to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Arthur Verocai,
Sonic Youth,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bad Manners,
Al Stewart,
Heaven 17,
Bang On A Can,
Joe Finger,
the Bar-Kays,
Maleditus Sound,
Morten Harket,
John Foxx,
Mars,
Aloha Tigers,
Scratch Acid,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Black Bananas,
Robert Görl,
Smog,
Negative Approach,
Bluetip,
Wally Richardson,
The Stooges,
Au Pairs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scan 7,
Judy Mowatt,
Make Up,
The Fuzztones,
Peter & Gordon,
The Blackbyrds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Suburban Knight,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Yellowson,
Barrington Levy,
Rekid,
Tres Demented,
Carl Craig,
Can,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Warren Ellis,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Minnie Riperton,
Letta Mbulu,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ituana,
Radio Birdman,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Silicon Teens,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
10cc,
Sam Rivers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Quantec,
Pulsallama,
Symarip,
DJ Sneak,
Harmonia,
Rapeman,
Jacques Brel,
kango's stein massive,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.